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ESTABLISHED A. D. 1820. MILLERSBUIIG, OHIO, THURSDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY 23, 1SGO. NEW SERIES-VOL. 22, NO. 1. Poetry. From the New York Waverley. This is a Cold and Dreary World. BY FINLEY JOHNSON. This Is a cold and dreary world, Where I am living nowi For grief nd cm are stumped npon Mv hot and throlbinK brow; Ami though my lienrt U young iu years, Yet sorrow's seal is there; And in in deepest, dm kest cells, Hu ever, dwells despair. The friends I loved In t arty years. Wave sank unto then rest; They now repose in quietness I'pon the enrlh's cold breast) They he gone downward to the tomb, Like brillinnt stars that fill, Throwing around each stricken heart, A scd and funeral pall. 1 turn away my weeping eves From oft the happy dead, To seek for Joys within the world, Hut find their Joys have fled; 1 often weep fur my heart feels The pntiRS of keen regret; Though triends are lost, and joys hare Hea, My soul on ne'er forget. But when the storms of life are o'er, When they have ceased to blow; When sorrow's waves shall all be still, And shall no longer Bow, I then ohitll meet those friends, On God's ambrosial shore; I then shall taste these endless joys, Which shall decay no morn. Is It Any Body's Business! The following lines, from the Ficayunr, are pertinent to some impertinent porsou iu nearly every community; Is It any body's business, If a gentleimm should choose To wait upon a lady, If the liidy don't refuse t Or, to speak a little plainer, Thnt the meaning all may know, Is It onv body's buniness If a lady has a beau? Is It any body's business Wheu that gentleman does call, Or when lie leaves the lady, - Or il he leaves at all? Or is it necessary That the curtains should be drawn, To save from further trouble The outside lookers on? Is it an)' body's business But the lady's, if her beau Rides out with other ladies, And doesn't let her know? Is It any body's business but tins gi-ntleuiau's, if she Should h.u e another escort, Where he doesn't dunce to be? If a person's on the sidewalk, Whether great or whether small, Is It any boiiy's business Where that person means to call? Or if you see a person As he's calling any where, Is it any of your business What his business may be there? Tho subject of our query biiuply stated would be this Is it any body's business What nuufirr't buniness is? If It is, or it it isn't We would really like to know, For we'er certain if il Isn't, Tucro are some who make It so. If it is, we'll join the rabble, And act the uoble part Of tiiu lutilers and detainers, Whu liming the public mart; But if not, we'll net tho teacher, Until each meddler learns It were better in tin.' future To mind his onu concerns. Interesting Cale. DEBBY WILDER; DEBBY WILDER;-OR- THE HUNDRED DOLLAR NOTE. BY BERA SMITH. There lived, a lew years ago, in the interior oi olio ot t ho middle States, a sturdy farmer, well-to-do in the world, by the name of William Wilder. He hail wandered away from Yankee laud in hi younger days, to seek his loi tune; and hav ing been employed liy u respectable Qu ik er, to woik on hia I'm in, he had connived by true Yankee adroitness, to gut the af fections of the old man's daughter, and married her. His wile, having espoused one of the woild's people, contrary to tho rules of her order, was, of course, "read out of the society;" if anything, he full a little rejoiced at it, for liu thought it seemed to bring her a little neater to him. Mrs. Wilder, however, never overcame the habit which hod grown up with her ehildlood and youth; she always called her husband William, ami continued through life to speak tho (junker dialect. But thin from her lips, wits never ungrate ful or unwelcome to William's ears; for one of the sweetest sounds that eer dwelt in his memory, was when he asked her a certain question, and her reply was: "William, the has my heart already, ml my hand shall he rhino whenever thee may be pleased to take it." William Wilder was a thrifty and stir ring man, ami in a few years he found himself the owner (if a good fat in, ami was going ahead in tho woi Id as fast an the best of Uu uuighhor. Nor has the whole sum ut his lurtutie yet been stated. He) wax blest with a daughter; a blight, rosy-cheeked, healthy, romping girl, lull of lite and spiiits, and, iu hi-, eyes, ex ceedingly beautiful. The daughter at the period which is now more paiticulailv described had reached the ape of eighteen veers, and was an ohjoot of engrossing love to hor parents, and of geneial atten tion to the ueighboihood. "There's that Jo N.l,r alongside of Debby again," said Mr. Wilder to his wife rsther pettishly. they camo out of nhurch nno warm summer afternoon, and commenced their walk homeward. "I wish he wouldn't make himself quite o thick." 1 "Well now, my doar. I think thee has ft little too much feeling about it," re turned Mrs. Wilder. "Voting folks like to tie together, and Joseph is a clover and respectable young man; nobody ever says a word against him." Yea, he's too clever to be worth any thing," said Wilder, "and he'll yet take It into bit bead, if he basu't already, to coax Debhy to marry him. I've no idea 1 hor marrying a pauper; I've worked too liard for what little property I've got toj be willing to see it go to feed u vagabond, w ho never earned anything, end never I Will. Wirt!) ti..... I don't believe Joe will ever be a hundred dollars as long as he "My dear, I think thee little too hard npon .Joseph; thee should remember that he is but just out of his time. His father has been sick several years, anil Joseph has almost entirely suppotted the whole family." Oil. I don't deny but He a clover enough," said Mr. Wilder; "all in, I don't like to see him quite no thick along with Debby. How should you feel to see him married to DeMiy, and not worth a deceut suit of clothes?" "I should feel," said Mrs. Wilder, "as though they were Halting in life as we did tt hnn we wee hrt married. We had I decent clothes, and each of us a good pair! of lutnds, and that was all wo hail to start with. 1 don't think we should have gut along any better, or been any happier, if thee had been worth a hundred thousand dollars when we vcre married." This argument came with such force to Wilder's own bokom that he made no at . ,n it Km wli,rl In .il....,-. I till they reached their dwelling. Debby J and iloNoph had arrived tliBie before them, I and were already seated in the parlor. Seeing Joseph as they passed the window, v ildur chose not to go in, but continued his walk up the road to the high ground that overlooked some ol his fields, where he stood ruminating for half an hour on the prospect of his crops, ami more par ticularly upon the unpleasant subject ol Debby and Joe Nelson. The young man became so familiar and so much at home at his house, that ho could hardly doubt there was a strong attachment growing up between him and Debby, and he began to fuel very uneasy about it. He had al ways beon fond ol Debhy, and her presence was so necessary to his happiness,- that the idea of her marrying at all was a sad thought to him; but if she must marry, ho was determined it should be, if possi ble, to a person of Komo proporty, who would at once place her in a coml'oi table situation iu life, and relieve him from the foolish anxiety, so common in tlio world, lest his own estate should be dishonored by family connections not equal to it. While he remained there in his musinu mood, he recognized Henry Miller coming down the road, and he resolved at oncu to take him to supper. Miller was a dash ing young fellow, who kept a store About a mile and a half from Wilder's, and was reported to be worth five or six thousand dollars. He had heretofore been a fre quent visitor at Mr. Wilder's house, and tlieie was a time his attention to Debby ww suca as to cause him to expect that the thrifty young truder would become his son-in-law. Debby. Jiowever, was not sufficiently pleased with him to en courage his attentions, and for some lime past his visits had been discountenanced. "Good afternoon, Mr. Miller," said Mr. Wilder, presenting his hand, ''glad to sen you, how do you do ? fine day this." "Yes, fine day," said Miller, "excel lent weathor for crops; how do you all do at home?" "Quite well; I thank yon," said Wil der. "Come, go down to the house with me and take suppor," said he. Miilur colored, and said ho did not think he could stop. Mr. Wilder, how ever, would not take no far an answer, and, on considerable importunity, ho pro vailed upon him to accept his invitation, and they decendod the hill together, and went into the house. "Debby, here's Miller," said Wilder, as they entered the parlor. Dubby rose, handed a chair, and said "good evening," but her lace w as covered with blushes as she returnud to her seat. As Miller seated himself in the chair he glanced across the room and recognized Nelson. Tho two young men nodded to each other, and both seemed somewlut embarrassed. At this moment Mrs. Wilder entered the room. "How does thee do, Henry," she said presenting her hand. "1 am glad to see thee; I hope thy mother is well." "Voiy well, indeed," said Miller, and after a few move remarks she retired to superintend the preparation for siippor. "Lxeuse me, Mr. Miller, a littlW while," said Wilder; "I want to go and show Joseph that hold u corn ol mine we wuic looking at back of the hill. Ai-i-oiding to my notion, it is tho stoutest piece in the town. (Junto, Joseph, aa up and look at it." "1 think it is the stoutest piece I've seen this year," said Joseph; "1 saw it about a week ago." "Oh, it tins guind amazingly within a week," said Mr. Wilder; "come, go up and take a look at it." Joseph was altogether ni.aecustomed to j such attention liom Mr. Wilder, and he ooked not a little contused as ho took hat and lollowod him to the door. j They went up the loud, and Mr. Wil- der took him all round the hel l of grow-1 iug corn, and examined hill after hill, and looked into the other buhls; and louml a bundled things to stop and look at, audi talked more to Joseph than he had for six months. Joseph suspected that his walk was undertaken by Mr, Wilder for the piispose of leaving Miller and Debby iu the room together, but he bord it all patiently, ami answered all Mr. Wilder's reinai ks about the weuthor, his crops, and hie fields, with apparent interest; tor be know too well the state of Dobby's foel - iiigs both towards himself ami towards Miller, to feel any uneasiness. At length Mr. Wilder concluded supper must be nearly ready, and they returned to the House. Un entering the parlor they found .inner wone, leading a newspaper. VI. Il'll I I , , Mr. Wilder looked vexed. "What! all alone. Mr. Miller? raid Wilder; "1 shouldn't have staid so long, but 1 thought Dubby would amuse you until we got back." "Miss Debby bad some engagement that rotpnired her attention," said Miller, "aud naked to be excused; but 1 have to to I is a ! t ; ' j j j j , found myself quite interested in the news of paper." Wilder went out and met his wife 111 the hall, and asked her how long it had been since Debby loft Mr. Miller aloue in ,nme, her the bridle, and shortened the K,jm,,, leather, and buckled the girth a jule tighter to prevent the saddle's tum ble j,,K u,i u K,n ,H lH,i heerl tmit ,i WM light, he stepped into the house and brought out a small riding whip and placed it in her hand, and giving her a hundred charges to take care of herself, ami be careful she did not get a fall, he the pailor "She left in three minutes after you went out," aid Mrs. Wilder, "and 1 couldn't persuade her to go back again. She said hlie knew you went out on pur pose to leave her and Henry alone togeth er, and she would not stay. It'a no use, William, these things always have their own way, and it's no use trying to pre vent it." The supper pastolT rather silently and rather awkwardly. Mr. Wilder endeav ored to be sociable and polite to Miller; nil Mrs. Wilder, as usual, was mild and complacent to all. Hut an air of etnbar- rassment pervaded the whole company, and when they rose liom the table Henry Miller asked to be excused, and said it was time for him to return homewards. I Mr. Wilder endeavored to persuade him ! stop and spend the evening, but Henry j was decided ami said he muni go. Alter, had gone, Debby and Joseph returned the parlor, where they were joined a part of the evening by Mrs. Wilder. Wil- 81 ' waiKing P " "8 .. II- 1 1 .1 I room lor an Hour or two, retired to ue-i, not howsver to sleep His mind was too milch Piio-msned with the destiny of Debbv to allow repose. Ho counted the hours as they were to! I'd by the clock till it had struck twelve. Mrs. W. had been two hours asleep, still he had not heard Jo seph go out. After a while the clock struck one, and in a few minutes aftor that he heard tho outer door rather softly opened and closed, and then heaid Debby tripping lightly to hor chamber. "Ah," thought Wilder to himself, "it as my wife says, these things will have their own way. This staying till one o' clock looks like rut Iter serious business." The next day Debby had a long private interview with her mother, and alter din ner Mrs. Wilder wished to have some conversation with ber husband in the parlor. "Well, my dear," said she, "Debhy and Joseph ate bunt upon being married. It seems that they made up their minds to it some mouths ago, and now they have fixed upon the time. They say they must be mariied week alter next. Now 1 think we had better fall in with it in as good feelings as we can, and uiako the best ol it. '1 lice well knows 1 have always said these things will have their own way, and when young folks get their minds made up, 1 don't think it is a good plan to inlerture with them. As long as Jo seph is respectable and good to woik, 1 think we ought to feel contented about it, although he is poor. It seems to me that there are as many folk that many poor that make out well in the world a-1, there are thut marry rich." After a little retleution upon the matter, Wilder came to the conclusion that his wife had nearly tho right of it, and told her he would make no further opposition to the match; they might get raurried as soon as they chose. "Well, my dear," said Mrs. Wilder, "Debby needs a little change to get some things with this week, iu order to get mar ried." "How much will the want this week?" said Mr. Wilder.- "If thee can let her hae fifteen or twen ty dollars," t,aid Mrs. Wilder, "1 thiuk would do for the present." "Well, now, I've no money by me," said Mr. Wilder, "except a hundred dol lar bill, and it s impossible to get that changed, except by sending to the bank, distance ol ten miles. 1 tried all over the neighborhood lust week to get it changed, but couldn't succeed. I shull bo too busy to go myself to-morrow, but if Debby has a mind to get on the old horse, in the morning, and take the bill to the bank and get it changed, she may have some oi the money." This proposition was soon reported to Debby, who said, "she had just as leave take the ride as not." The matter being tints amicably arranged with Mr. W ildor, there was nothing to hinder going forward with comfort and despatch iu making preparations for the wedding. Hobby was in excellent spirits, and Mr. Wilder was in unusual good humor towards Deb by. Having brought his mind to assent to theuriaiigeiiieut which he had so strong ly opposed, his leelings weie in a state of reaction, which causod him to regard Debby with uncommon tenderness. Tho next muming tho old grey horse was standing at the door eating proven der, full two hours before Debby was ready to sturt; and Mr. Wilder hud been out half a dozen times to examine the saddle end bridle, to see that eveiylliiug was right, and ha I lilted up his' horse's feet one altei another, all round, to see il any of the shoes were loose. And when at lust Dubby was ready, he led old g e to the horse block, and held Hi tit until she Wild knlnil ill tiiti kaibllu anil tin it, li.. stepped up on the horse block, and stood and watched her as she turned into the rend and ascended the hill till she was out of sight. Debby trotted alonor leisurely over the long road she hud to travel; but she was too full of pleasant thotmhta and luiitUt anticipations to feel weary at the distance or lonely at the solitude. The road was but littie traveled, and she met but two persona i it the whole distance one as she was ascending a hill about a mile from home, and the other in a long valley of daik woods, midway on her journey Had she been of a timid disposition, the would have felt a good deal of uneasiness wheu she saw this lst person approaching her. liis appearance was dark and ruffian- y, ami ttiey were two runes irom any house, in the midst of a deep and silent wilderness. But Debby'i nerves were un movod; she returned his bow in passing, and kept on her way in perfect composure. . 1 a She reached the end of her journey in due time hitched ber horse in the shed at the village hotel, and inquired of the waiter at the door the way to tho bank. A he was pointing out to her its location, she observed a tall, daik looking man, with dark whiskers and heavy eyebrows, looking steadily at her. She, however, turned away without noticing him any farther, and went direct to the bank. When she reached the door she found it closed, and learned from the bystanders that the bank, for some reason or other, was closed that day. In her exceeding disappointment, she stood silent for some time, uncertain what she should do. "Is there anything I can do for you, Miss?" said a gentleman at the adjoining shop door. Debby replied that she wanted to change bill at the bank. "Oh, I'll change it foron," eaidtbe gentleman, "if it isn't too large come, step in here." She accordingly stepped into the store, and giving him many thanks, handed him the bill. "Oli, a hundred dollars!" said he. "I cannot do it; 1 haven't half that amount in the store. But if you go across there to the apothecary's I thiuk it likely enough he may do it." Debby thunked him again, and went across to the apothecary's. Here she made known her wishes, but with no bet ter success. As she turned to go out, she encountered a man behind her, who seem ed to have been looking over her shoulder. bits looked up at In in and recognized the tall man with black whiskers, whom he had noticed at the hotel. Leaving the druggist's, she observed a large dry goods store, and thought she would tiy her luck there, btill she was unsuccess ful!. As she was leaving the store, she met the tall man with black whiskers again. He looked smilingly at her, and asked tier to let linn see the bill; lor lie thought he could chnngo it. Alter looking at it, ho returned it to her again, observing, if it had been a city bill ho would have changed it, but he did not like to change a couutry bill." Having tried at two or three places without affecting her her object, Dobby found she must give it up, lor she was now told it probably would not be possi ble for her to gut it changed till the bank should be opened the next day. Conse quently, she concluded to leturn immedi ately home. As she rode out of the hotel yard, sbo observed tho tall man with black whiskers standing at the coiner of the house, apparently watching her move ments. But she rode on, and was no sooner out of sight than he was out of her mind, for her own perplexing disappoint ment engrossed all her thoughts. Klio pass ed over tho sirs! tw Piijits vt lien homeward journey almost unconscious of the dis tance, so busily Was she turning over in her mind vorious expedients to remedy the failure of her presunt undertaking. She thought of several of her neighbors of w hom she thought it might not be im possible to borrow a low dollars for short time. Btt then she knew her fath er was so strenuously j posed to borrow ing, he would not allow it to be done; und would never forgive ber should he iiud out that she bait done it without his knowledge or consent. Sim might gel trusted lor most of the articles she wanted but some of them of the most importance were ut Henry Miller's store, and she would not ask to be trusted thorc, if sho never obtained the articles. Her reveries were at length broken off by the sound of a horse coming at rather a quick trot behind her. She looked over her shoulder, and there was the tall man with black whiskers, mounted on a large and beautiful black horse; within a low rods ol' her; she shuddered iv little, at first, at tho idea of having his company through tho woods, but as hu camo up and accost ed hor with such easy and gentle manners; she soon recovered from her trepidation ami ro le on with her wonted composure. "Ruther a lonely road hero, Miss," said the stranger, looking in tho duik woods that lay in tho y.lley before them. "How far do you go,.Jjsa?" "Soxen or eight miles," suid Debby, hesitating a little. "1 am happy to have company on the road," saiil the srtanger, ''for it is rather lonesome riding alone. I trust you will allow me to be your protector? Dubby thanked him, but said she was never lonesome ami never afraid; still, in a lonely place, it was always agreeable to have company. "Did you make out to get your bill changed?" asked the struiigM-. ".No, said Debbv. "1 tiled till I was tiied, but could Iiud no one to change it." The stranger made himself very agree able, ami Debhy benruii to think that her feelings at liist had done hint injustice, and she tried what she could to make him amends by .being social ill her turn. They had now reached the deepest, darkest part of the valley through which the road lay. The heavy woods were about them, and not a sound was to be heard except the mnimoiings of a little brook over which they had just passed. The stranger sud denly rode to ber side, und seizing the reins of her bridle, told her at once sho must give him tho hundred dollar note. "Now, this is carrying the joke too far," said Debby, trying to laugh. "It is no joke at all," said the stran ger, "we will go no further till you give me the hundred dollar bill." Debby trembled and turned pale, for she thought she saw something in the stranger's eye that looked aa though he was in earnest. "But surely you don't mean any snch thing?" said Debby, trying to pull the rein from bis hand. "It'a too bad to frighten me so hero." "We musn't dally about it," said the stranger, holding the lein still tighter; "you see I am in earnest, by this, draw ing a pistol front bis pocket, and point ing it towards her. "Oh! mercy," said Debby, "yon may have the money if yon will let me go." "The money is all I want," said the strangor,"but there most be no more dally insr; the sonnnryo'.i ViitH it over the bMf a Debby at once drew the bill and at tempted to band it to the stranger, but her hand tremblod so that it dropped from hor fingers just before it reached his, and at that moment a gust of wind wafud it gently toward the brook. The stranger leaped ftom his horse and ran hack two or three rods to recover it, Deb by was not so far gone in her fright but that she had her thoughts about hor; and seizing the rein of the stranger's horse, she applied the whip to both horses at once, and was off' in a canter. The man called in a loud; threatening tone, and at once fired his pistol npon her; but as she did not feel the cold lend, she did not stop or turn even to give him a farewell look. The remainder of tlm journey was soon passed over, and as she came out in the settlement and passed the dwellings of her neighbors, many were the heads that looked from windows and doors, and great was the wonderment at seeing Deb hy ride home so fast, and leading such a lino strange horse. Hor father who had soon her come over the hill, met her some rods from the bouse, exclaiming, with astonishment: "What have yon bere, Debby? Whose horse, is that?" "Debby, what has tbee been doing?" said Mrs. Wilder, who was but a few steps behind her husband, "thee doesn't look well, what is the matter?" As soon as they were seated in the house, Debby told them the whole story. Mr. Wilder felt so rejoiced at his daugh ter's escape, that he began to be in excel lent spirits; and led the strange horse to the door and began to examine him. "vell, Debhy," said he, "since you ve got borne safe at last, we may as well be gin to talk about business. The hundred dollar bill is gone, but I'm thinking, af ter all, you haven't made a very bad bar gain, lliat sthe likeliest horse 1 ve seen this many a day. - I don't thiuk it would bo a difficult matter to sell him for two hundred dollars. At any rate, I'll take the horse for the hundred dollars, and von may have the saddle for the twenty dollars you were to have of it." "And the saddle bags, too, I suppose, said Debby, fooling disposed to join in the joke. "Yes, and the saddle bags," said Mr. Wilder; no, stop, we'll see what's in them first," ho continued, untying them from the saddle. "Oh, there's lots of shirt stockings, hankerthiefs, and capital ones, too. les, Debhy, tho saddle bags are yours; those things come in very good time lor Joseph, you know. Debby colored, but said nothing. "Now, William," said Mis. Wilder, "thee is full of thy fun." "No fun about it," said Wil'iam, re placing the articles in the leather bag. "Here, Debby, take 'em and take care of H1." . 4 I Debby took the saddle bags to ber chamber, not a little gratified at the val uable articles of clothing they contained. She emptied tho contents upon the bed, and examining to see if every thing was out, sho discovered an inside pockot iu one of the bugs. She opened it and drew therefrom an elegant pocket book, and found it contained a qnantity of bills. She counted them, and her heart beat quicker and quicker, for before she got through sho had $1,500 in good bank money. Debby kept her own counsel. In a lew days it was rumored that Joseph Nel son had purchased an excellent furm in the neighborhood that had just been offer ed some mouths fur the sum of $1,000, aud was considered a great bargain. "Joseph," said Mr. Wilder the next timo they met, "I am astonished that you hsvu been running into debt for a farm in such times as theso. I think yon ought to have worked two or three yours and got something boforehand, before getting into debt so much." "But 1 hav'ut been running into debt," said Joseph. "Haven't you bought Sanderson's farm said Wilder. "Yes, I have," said Joseph. "At $1,000?" "Yes," said Joseph, "but I've paid for it. I don't run iu debt for anything." Mr. Wilder was too much astonished to ask further questions. Joseph Nelson made an excellent far mer and a respectable man; he was in dustrious and got rapidly beforehand, and Mr. Wilder was always proud of his son-in-law. It was some ten years alter this, when Mr. Wilder was silting ono day and trotting hia third grandson on his knee, that he suid: "Dubby, I should like to know bow Joseph contrived to purchase bis farm at the time you were married?" Debby stepped to the closet, brought out the old suddlo bags, and opening them pointed to the inner pocket, sayiug, "the money came from there, sir." A Mother's 1'aavkr. An exchange well says: 'The boy who feuls his name is mentioned in a good mother's prayer is comparatively safe from vice, aYid the ruin to which it leads. The sweetest thoughts that N. V. Willis ever penned grew out of a reverence to his pious moth er's prayer for him. Tossed by the waves in a vessel which was bearing him home ward, ho wrote: "Sleep safe, Oh ware-worn mariner, ' Nor fear the night, uor sUirni, nor sea! The ear of lleareu bends low to her, Ue onutes to shore who sails with uie." Boy, IVyr IIkar This! Before you pay three cents for ajewsharp, see if you can't make itist as pleasant a noise by whistling for such, nature furnishes the machinery. And before yon pay seven dollars for a figured vest, young man, find out whether your lady-love would not be just as glad to see yon in a plain one that cost half the money. If she wouldn't let her crack ber own walnuts and buy ber own clothes. A country schoolmaster had a bnndred boys and no assistant. "I wonder how you manage them," said a friend, "with odt an assistant." "Ah. sir," was the answer, "I oonld manage tho bnndred boys well enough; it's the two hundred parents wco trotiNe me 'tore s co tnsn- sg'ie; htm " I I 1 Thrilling Eloquence. The following touching passages are contained in the speech of the Hon Mr. Bo teler, delivered in the House en tha 25th ult. We honor the head and the heart from which they proceeded. The incidents narrated cannot fail to moisten every eye by which they are permed. The language employed for the purpose is the language of elevated patriotism: "The district which I represent, and the county made famous by the raid of Brown was the hist in all the south to send suc cor to Massachusetts. In one of the most beautiful spots jn that beautiful county, within rifleshot of my residence, at theba&e of the hill, where a glorious spring leaps out into sunlight from beneath the gnarl ed oak, there assembled on the 10th of July, 1775, the very first band of South ern men that marched to the aid of Mas sachusetts. They met there and thoir ral lying cry was, "a bee-line for Boston!" That beautiful and peaceful valley had never been polluted by the footsteps of a foe; for even the Indians themselvos kept it from tho incursions of the enemy. It was the hunting range and neutral ground of the aboriginees. This band assembled there and "a bee-lino for Boston" was made from thence. Before they marched, they made a pledge that all who survived would assem ble there fifty years after that day. It was my pride and and pleasure to be present when the fifty years rolled around. Three aged, feeble, tottering men the survivors ot that glorious band of one hundred and twenty were all who were left to keep their trust, and prove faithful to the pledge made fifty years before to their compan ions, the bones of many of whom were bleeching on the Northern bills. Sir, 1 have often heard from the last survivor of that band of patriots the in cidents of their first meeting and thuir march; how they made some six hundred miles iu twenty days thirty miles a day; and how as they nested the point of des tination, Washington, who happened to be making a reconnoissance in the neigh hood, saw them approaching, and recog iiisiugthe linsey woolsey hunting shirts of old Virginia, rode to meet and greet them to tho camp, how when lie saw their captain his old companion in arms, Stephenson, who stood by bis side at Great Meadows, on Braddock's fatal field, and iu many an Indian campaign, aud who reported himself to his commander as "from the right bank of the Potomac" ho sprung from his horse and clasped his old friend and companion in arms with both hands. He spoke no word of welcome, but the eloquence of si lence told what his tongue could not ar ticulate. He moved along the ranks, shaking the hand of each man, and all the while as my informer tells me; the big tears were seen coursing down bis manly cheek. Aye, sir, Washington weptl And why did tho glorious soul of Washington swell with emotion? Why did he weep? Because he saw that the cause of Mas sachusetts was practically the cause of Virginia, because he saw that their citi zens recognized the great principles invol ved iu tho contest. These Virginia vol unteers had cumo spontaneously. They had come in response to the words ol Henry, that were leaping like live thun der through the land, telling the people of Virginia that they must fight, and fight for Massachusetts. They had come to rally by Washington's side, to defend your fathers' firesides, to protect their homes from barm. Well, the- visit has has been returned! John Brown selected that very county as the spot for his inva sion; and as was mentioned in the Senate, the rock where Seeman fell was the very rock over w hich Morgan and his men mar ched a fow hours after Hugh Stevenson's command had crossed the river some two tnilus further up. May this historical reminiscence rekin dle the embers of patriotism in our hearts! Why should this nation of ours be rent in pieces by this irrepressiblo conflict? The battle will not be fought out here. When the dark day comes, as come it may, when this question that agitates the hearts of the people can only bo decided by tho bloody arbitrament of the sword, it will be the saddest day for us and all mankind that the sun of heaven has ever shone upon. I trust, Mr. Clerk, that this discussion will now cease. I trust that all will make an effort by balloting, and by a succession of ballotings, to organize this House. I trust that we will go on in our efforts, day after-day, until wedo effect an organ ization, and proceed to perform tho duties which we were sent here to discharge; that the great heart-of our country will cease to pulsate with the anxiety which now cau ses it to throb, and that we will each, in our oppropiiate spere, do w hat we can to make ourselves more worthy of tho inestimable blessings w hich can only be enjoyed by a free and united people. . - A gentleman missod two pounds of very fine butter which he had kept for a special occasion, and charged the cook with hav ing stolen it. She declared the kitten had eaten it, and that she had just caught ber finishing the last morsel. The gentleman immediately put the kitten in the scales, and found sho weighed only a pound and a half. The cook thus confounded, con fessed the theft. An old gentleman had three daughters, all of whom were marriageable. A young ledow went a wooing the youngest, and At.ulli, vaI l.ai .nn..nl 1.1,. I.I.m , . f better or for worse." Upon, application to the old gentleman for his consent, be flew into a violent rage, declaring that no man should "pick his daughters in that way," and if he wished to get into bis family, he might marry the oldest, or lea-e the boose forthwith. .,0b, dear" blubbered an urchin, who bad been suffering- under aa application of , birch, "Qh. my! they tell me that forty rods make a fnrleng, bnt I can tell a bigger story than that. Let them get snob ft plaguy licking as I've bad and they'll find it tbat o tA ssfcae es srbor- Wit and Wisdom. Why is young lady like ft bill of change? Because she ought to be settled whan she arrives at maturity. "Mr son, wbat would you do if yonr doar father was suddenly taken from you? "Swear and cbaw tobackerl" Thi phrase "down in the month' it aid to have beea originated by Jonah about the time the wHtlo swallowed him. The difference between post-ofEc stamp and ft donkey is, that yon stick on with a lick, and the other you lick with stick. A aor in Paris, bearing tbe National Guard cry "Hurrah for reform!" shouted, "Hurrah for chloroform!" which mad ft hearty laugh. 1 . . Thi you.ig lady who ew a baby with out kissiug it, has acknowledged that ber friend's bonnet is more handsome thao her own. Lord! said Mrs. Partington, "what monsters these cotton planters must be. 1 am told some of 'em have as many one hundred hands!" Conundrum. Why is ft woman like ft steamboat? We suppose it is because its costs fortune to rig her, and because ft man is liable to get blown up at any time. What a horrible creature! A bachelor says he dislikes young married couples "because they are so apt to give themselves HEIRS." A young man in conversation one eve ning, chanced to remark, "I am no proph et. "1 rue, replied a lady present, "no profit to yourself or any qne else." The Chicago Democrat gives ft list of the lucky ones who drew prizes at a price concert and gcavely adds that some fifteen hundred drew long breaths. A friend of onrs was congratulating himself upon having recently taken a very friendly trip. Upon inquiry, we learned that he had tripped and fallen into a young lady's lap. At a spiritual meeting a short time since, Balsam was called up and asked if there were any jackasses in hie sphere? "No," replied he, indignantly,' "they are all on earth." - Three hundred men could not carry the amount of the national debt of Eng land counted out in ten pound Bank of Knglaud notes, notwithstanding the light ness of the paper they are printed on. "What shall we uarae our little boy!" said a young wife to her husband. "Call him Peter." "Oh, no! I never knew anybody named Peter that could earn his salt." "Well, then, call bim Saltpetre." Said Ton, "Since I have been abroad I have eaten so nint h pork, that 1 am ashamed to look a pig in the face!" "I s'pose, sir, then," said wag who was then present, "you shave without alass." "If you marry," said ft Roman consul to his son, "let it be a woman who has judgment and industry enough to cook meal for you, taste enongh to dress neatly, pride enough to wash before breakfast, and sense enongh to hold ber tongue. That was a WAg who said: "When my wife was very sick, I called in an Allo pathic physician; but she got no better. I then called in a Homeopathic, and she mended a littlo; one bay he broke his leg, and could not come at all, then she got well." A wag in New York, seeing a man dri ving tack into a card, through the letter t in the word "Boston" printed on it, seized the latter and exclaimed: "Why, what are you about? Don't you know that laying tax on Ua in Boston ones raised ft thundering muss there?" A Partington. Tbe old lady told ft friend the other day, in strict confidence, that ft young man of hor acquaintance had committed infanticide, blowii g bis brains np, in a'state of delirium tremen dous, and that the coroner was holding a conquest over his remains. A Methodist preacher, dining bis prayer, preliminary In preaching, whiltf full of zeal, used the following expression: "O, Lord, we pray thee to curtail ths devil's power iu this place!" An old ne gro, who was always ready for a response, leaped upon his feet, and exclaimed: "Amen! dut right Lord! cut the tail tmack and imoove off!'' A farmer's wife, in speaking of ths smartness, aptness and intelligence of her son, a ltvd six years old, to ft lady friend, said: "He cau read fluently in any part of the Bible, repeat the whole catechism, and w eed onions as well as his father." 'Yes, mother," added the yonng hopeful "and yesterday, I licked Ned Rawson, throwed the cat into the well and stole'old Hinckley's gimlet." "Ai.arama" signifies in the Indian lan guage, "here we rest." A story is told of a tribe of Indians who fled from re lentless foe in the trackless forests in tbe southwest. Weary and travel-worn, they reached ft noble river, which flowed through a beautiful country. The chief of the band stuck bis tent pole in ths ground, exclaiming, "Alabama!" Ala bama!" (Here we shall- rest! bers ws sh..ll rest!) A Toper's Soliloqtt. Ths following soliloquy of toper deserves to be perpet uated: Leaves have their time to fall, Aud so likewise have It Tbe reason too's the same It oomcs of gutting dry. - ' " But here's the difference 'twixt leaves and tue, 1 tails "more harder" and more', frequently. . - A clergyman in Soonecticnt was read ing to his congregation ths beautiful and' poetical psalm of David, where bs says. "Meroy and Truth are met together; Righteousness and Peace bavs kissed sack other.". At this passage ft little girl in tbs Assembly mtifsstod ft great interest, and whispered to her mother. "That's -just a true as you live; I Me Bigbisoo . Hill kissing Pesos Pssbod behind the) . smoke born, lr:t iT i'A ! v'.iVKp.